face, welcoming me back to life — or should I say the future?
Tom just stands there, saying nothing. He has that look which I can’t understand. He exchanges brief mutters with the Pillar then turns back to me. It’s almost as if he’s not so happy I am alive.
But I don’t have the capacity to interpret what’s behind all of this.
Jack stands with a straight face piercing through me. This isn’t Jack. This isn’t the Cheshire. It’s someone in between. Who’d have thought? The most lovable boy possessed by the most vicious cat.
“Thank you,” I tell him.
“Don’t thank me,” he says. “Just save me. Do all you can to make Mr. Tick and Mrs. Tock help you go back in time and save me — save the bus, Alice.”
“I don’t even remember why I did it.” I want the Jack inside the Cheshire to warm up to me, but he doesn’t.
“No excuses,” he says. “I don’t care if you don’t remember. I care if you save me instead of me ending up sacrificing myself for you and later getting possessed by this vicious cat in me.”
I realize that if I can go back in time and save the bus, Jack will never get possessed by the Cheshire for fourteen years. It makes me want to do it more. But I still have a question. “Since fourteen years have passed, Jack, I only want to know why you came back for me. You said you wanted to tell me something, warn me about something—or someone. I believe I have the right to know before I go back in time.”
Jack doesn’t answer me. He exchanges another look with Tom and the Pillar and then turns and walks away.
I reach for him, but I’m still a bit tired. I don’t even have time to cry. The Reds arrive and surround me, Tom, and the Pillar.
A pressure-filled moment passes, all of us staring at each other. I’m surprised the Reds don’t attack us.
“You’re really hard to catch, Mrs. Wonder,” a Red leader says to me. “We weren’t going to kill you under any circumstances. We just know you don’t belong here.”
“What do you mean?”
“No more games, please,” the Red says. “We know you’re from the past. You and Mr. Pillar.”
“How do you — ”
“It doesn’t matter how we know,” the Red says. “We just want you to leave our world and go back where you came from. That’s Mr. Jay’s orders.”
“Mr. Jay?”
“You don’t have to know about him. Not at the moment. Somewhere in the past you’ll meet him, and you’ll understand a lot of things. Now, would you mind?”
“I will leave.” I nod, eyeing the Pillar. He nods at the dog. “What about him?” I say.
“After you’ve taken the pill, all you have to do to leave is kiss the dog on the mouth, and he’ll be all right,” the Pillar explains, shaking his shoulders.
“That’s silly,” I say.
“Blame it on the Hitchhiker’s Guide to Wonderlastic Time Travels.”
Chapter 43
T HE P RESENT: O UTSIDE THE I NKLINGS, O XFORD
Fabiola stood outside her bar, smoking a cigarette. She tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for the Pillar.
The eccentric professor arrived with his cane and a pout on his face. “Is she alive?”
“She is.” Fabiola killed the cigarette on the ground. “Those two lunatics, Mr. Tick and Mrs. Tock, were just messing with her mind. Yours, too.”
“Why would they do that?” the Pillar asked. “Entertaining themselves?”
“Worse. It’s a trick. A master plan by whoever hired them.”
“I’m not doubting that at all. They fooled me into listening to Margaret’s conversation, and made me think I managed to time-travel through the Tom Tower when it was the doing of the Tick and Tock couple. The question is why.”
“Because according to some book concerning the rules of Wonderland time travel, whoever cheats death in the future is vulnerable to die within the next twenty-four hours as a consequence.”
“So getting the keys from the future was only a game?”
“I can’t believe we fell for their trick,” Fabiola said. “The keys
Tom just stands there, saying nothing. He has that look which I can’t understand. He exchanges brief mutters with the Pillar then turns back to me. It’s almost as if he’s not so happy I am alive.
But I don’t have the capacity to interpret what’s behind all of this.
Jack stands with a straight face piercing through me. This isn’t Jack. This isn’t the Cheshire. It’s someone in between. Who’d have thought? The most lovable boy possessed by the most vicious cat.
“Thank you,” I tell him.
“Don’t thank me,” he says. “Just save me. Do all you can to make Mr. Tick and Mrs. Tock help you go back in time and save me — save the bus, Alice.”
“I don’t even remember why I did it.” I want the Jack inside the Cheshire to warm up to me, but he doesn’t.
“No excuses,” he says. “I don’t care if you don’t remember. I care if you save me instead of me ending up sacrificing myself for you and later getting possessed by this vicious cat in me.”
I realize that if I can go back in time and save the bus, Jack will never get possessed by the Cheshire for fourteen years. It makes me want to do it more. But I still have a question. “Since fourteen years have passed, Jack, I only want to know why you came back for me. You said you wanted to tell me something, warn me about something—or someone. I believe I have the right to know before I go back in time.”
Jack doesn’t answer me. He exchanges another look with Tom and the Pillar and then turns and walks away.
I reach for him, but I’m still a bit tired. I don’t even have time to cry. The Reds arrive and surround me, Tom, and the Pillar.
A pressure-filled moment passes, all of us staring at each other. I’m surprised the Reds don’t attack us.
“You’re really hard to catch, Mrs. Wonder,” a Red leader says to me. “We weren’t going to kill you under any circumstances. We just know you don’t belong here.”
“What do you mean?”
“No more games, please,” the Red says. “We know you’re from the past. You and Mr. Pillar.”
“How do you — ”
“It doesn’t matter how we know,” the Red says. “We just want you to leave our world and go back where you came from. That’s Mr. Jay’s orders.”
“Mr. Jay?”
“You don’t have to know about him. Not at the moment. Somewhere in the past you’ll meet him, and you’ll understand a lot of things. Now, would you mind?”
“I will leave.” I nod, eyeing the Pillar. He nods at the dog. “What about him?” I say.
“After you’ve taken the pill, all you have to do to leave is kiss the dog on the mouth, and he’ll be all right,” the Pillar explains, shaking his shoulders.
“That’s silly,” I say.
“Blame it on the Hitchhiker’s Guide to Wonderlastic Time Travels.”
Chapter 43
T HE P RESENT: O UTSIDE THE I NKLINGS, O XFORD
Fabiola stood outside her bar, smoking a cigarette. She tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for the Pillar.
The eccentric professor arrived with his cane and a pout on his face. “Is she alive?”
“She is.” Fabiola killed the cigarette on the ground. “Those two lunatics, Mr. Tick and Mrs. Tock, were just messing with her mind. Yours, too.”
“Why would they do that?” the Pillar asked. “Entertaining themselves?”
“Worse. It’s a trick. A master plan by whoever hired them.”
“I’m not doubting that at all. They fooled me into listening to Margaret’s conversation, and made me think I managed to time-travel through the Tom Tower when it was the doing of the Tick and Tock couple. The question is why.”
“Because according to some book concerning the rules of Wonderland time travel, whoever cheats death in the future is vulnerable to die within the next twenty-four hours as a consequence.”
“So getting the keys from the future was only a game?”
“I can’t believe we fell for their trick,” Fabiola said. “The keys
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